Black Poetry : Cavemen And Art

This is a brave blend but cavemen was the first thugs
Had the worse clubs couldn’t dance with romance no love
Or chance to advance not energetic but aesthetic to art
Their emotions and sensations were strong like a metal band
And real wet like oceans of condensation that settles on land
Cavemen were gorilla in appeared thrill to eye clearance man
His dome rage in the Stone Age battling reptiles and saddling
Styles primitive, he drew first picture thirst for scripture straddling
Dinosaurs cavemen were stunning individuals had hunting ritual
Before forming a search party in hope magic touch body spiritual
Be able to throw sharp spears kill foe and deer murder is habitual
After a religious ceremony rigorous and stony now all original
In a prescribed code of behavior, tribe mode to hunt major wild game
Ruled strife but was unschooled on life but their art had mild fame
Art is sculptures of our dark cultures it’s the mystery
Of our history it is music so don’t abuse it with blistery
Comments, it’s an exhibit on paper explicit of nature
In paint that doesn’t taint and can’t be forgotten it’s nomenclature
On canvas, it appeals to the imagination feel the vibration
As it shatters your thoughts into fragmentation like grenade detonation